Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine...I get no money from this...they either belong to J.K. Rowling or Joss Whedon.
Author's Note: This little drabble came into being because I thought that there just wasn't enough drabbles about Illyria yet.
The name of this island may have changed, but that prison still tugs at me. If not for my servants, I would not have a vessel to house me. Yet, I find myself in another tomb. Another possible thrall has summoned me. He says his master wishes to speak with me. I will see if his ideas have merit.
Lucius stared at Illyria. Voldemort had summoned his Death Eaters to introduce her to them. Now, his heart lay in her hands.
"I am noone's underling. He should have known better and understood that. His lack of intelligence was disappointing."